Yuan Xing took a big sip of coffee, and then couldn't help grinning, I don't know if it's because I haven't drunk it for many years, why is this coffee so bitter?

But his eyes remained on the man and woman. I saw that after the two got out of the car, the woman naturally stepped on Dou Ziang's arm, but Yuan Xing keenly noticed that his movements had stopped slightly, and he seemed to inadvertently glance at the third floor opposite, and after a while, it returned to normal, and the two walked into the building affectionately.

Sure enough, even Yuanxing can easily find out that someone is being snooped on, let alone an innate martial artist with super strong perception.

"Let's go too, poor monk!" Yuan Xing stood up, frowned, poured the cup of coffee into his mouth, and walked out of the café door. The target is a congenital strongman, and there are suspected people in the government around to monitor it, this situation is complicated, I am afraid that I will have to think carefully about it when I go back, how to approach the other party without revealing my identity, and persuade her to leave.

Just thinking about it, his footsteps stopped in an instant, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the woman in white who was blocking the road, the first impression of this person in front of him was not at all like the evil master described in the golden cicada information, but there was a kind of classical beauty, long hair lined with a soft body, a delicate and beautiful face, but there was no wave in his eyes. Only a little waterdrop-like pattern between the eyebrows flashes with a faint blue light, which looks mysterious and abnormal. Of course, what caught his eye the most was the green sword that glowed with cold light.

"The poor monk is destined to go, and he has seen the donor." He clasped his hands together and bowed with a flat face. I sighed secretly in my heart, a master is a master, I didn't look at it when I saw others, and he thought he was hiding it well, but did people just go back to get weapons?

"I just took a few of your things, and the dead bald donkey chased it here." The woman stared at Yuan Xing hatefully: "Really when I Sang Mengyu is afraid of your Mida Temple?" ”

Yuan Xing looked confused: "......" Donor, what are you talking about?

"This is not Yunzhou where you cover the sky with one hand, just rely on you as a little monk, what can you do to me?" Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman named Sang Mengyu looked around, and after a while, she snorted coldly: "Tell me, how did you come along?" ”

"That ......" Yuan Xing already understood, the other party regarded him as another group of people, and was just about to open his mouth to explain, when he suddenly became alarmed in his heart, and hurriedly turned sideways.

With the sound of a sharp whistle, a sword flashed in front of his eyes, but fortunately he reacted in time to avoid the edge. As a congenital master, he even engaged in a sneak attack, and sure enough, the name of the person in the evil path is not called in vain, it is really insidious.

Sang Mengyu saw that his blow did not work, raised his eyebrows, but the movements in his hands did not stop, changed the stab to pick, and attacked the door of Yuanxing.

The latter is not good at facing the sword head-on, so he has to dodge it for the time being. It's broad daylight, and the most prosperous area of the magic capital is full of people. A woman of peerless elegance, with a long sword and a tricky angle. A monk wearing a hat is always in danger, but he can always avoid it in a very clever way.

The two of them attacked one and the other hid, and their movements were dizzying, and they actually passed more than ten moves in an instant. It's quite comparable. In the end, they still cared about the surrounding environment, they didn't dare to use any real kung fu, and only performed ordinary moves, but this alone was enough to attract attention, and the people on the street couldn't help but stop and took out their mobile phones one after another, which is much more exciting and beautiful than the scenes in any movie.

After Yuan Xing's eyes were illuminated by a flash from somewhere, he felt that he should not be so passive, so he spoke: "Girl, can you ...... with the poor monk?"

But before he could finish his sentence, the long sword struck the door again, almost slashing his nose.

Scared, this person is really unreasonable, he doesn't give people a chance to explain at all, and he loves to greet his face, what kind of habit is this? is also thanks to the good temper of fate, coupled with the pure heart practice for many years, the other person has been scolded early.

"The little monk's kung fu is not weak." With a long laugh, Sang Mengyu's big watery eyes flickered, and although the moves in his hands were still sharp, the offensive was a little slow.

"I'm not a monk from Mida Temple." Seeing the opportunity, Yuan Xing hurriedly spoke, but he was on the defensive, he was really afraid that the other party would come again regardless of it, the people around him gathered more and more, and the flashing lights of his mobile phones were connected, he really didn't want to be so high-profile.

This time he guessed wrong, Nasang Mengyu actually put his sword into the sheath when he heard this, smiled, his lips moved slightly, and a voice as thin as a mosquito and fly came into his ears: "Of course I know, how can the bald donkey of Mida Temple be as stupid as you." As soon as the words fell, he didn't seem to bother to look at him again, turned around and left, and entered the door of the club in a few steps.

"Alas! Alas? Yuan Xing raised his hand, saw that people had gone away, sighed and put it down, people don't play cards according to common sense at all, but, what does this move mean?

"This is real kung fu, it's really thrilling to watch."

"Yes, these two are so wonderful, it's much better than any kung fu master in the ring......"

At this time, the onlookers saw that the fight was over and began to discuss. The voices outside were complicated, and Yuan Xing looked at the dense crowd holding mobile phones in front of him, frowning unconsciously, and his head hurt.

"It turns out that the little master's kung fu is so good, and today I can meet a master." Someone crossed the crowd and came to him, with a barrage of praise in his mouth.

Yuan Xing saw that it was the middle-aged man who had discussed calligraphy with him before, and he smiled reluctantly: "The poor monk is just rough with his fists and feet, and the female benefactor is powerful." After saying this, his face changed suddenly, because in addition to the group of people in front of him who were pointing their mobile phones at him, he clearly felt that there were people in the distance who were paying attention to this place, and turned his head to look at the third floor across the road, and saw the high-powered telescope hidden in the window.

At the moment, he didn't care about talking to people, he lowered his hat again, squeezed into the crowd at once, relying on his body, a few turns, and his steps seemed to pass over everyone slowly and quickly, and before the others could react, he was far away in an instant, and then turned into the dark alley and disappeared.

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When he arrived on another street, he didn't dare to stop longer, so he stopped a rough car directly.

It was only after the car started that he finally got rid of the feeling of being watched.

Until this time, he also understood, I am afraid that as soon as they met, Sang Mengyu knew that he was not a person from Mida Temple, no wonder the other party did not make a killing move, only used his usual moves, and did not even use his internal force, which was clearly making a show for people to see.

may be monitored by the authorities, and she doesn't know if it's to drag him into the water to bear the pressure together, or just to have a bad taste, or just to vent her dissatisfaction, she made such an inexplicable move.

Yuan Xing doesn't know how much the other party has exposed to the official, anyway, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape this time. According to the efficiency of today's government, I am afraid that it will not be long before my old bottom will be revealed.

"It's too bad." Yuan Xing muttered hatefully, today is really a long experience, no wonder this woman is called a cult by Jin Cicada, such a style of harming others and not benefiting oneself is really speechless.